They say that women don’t need men, and I believe that to be true. We don’t need men. But, by whatever powers may exist, does my young heart lie awake late at night and long to feel what it has never felt. My eyes wander to the moon and my soul out the window, in search of some companion that my selfish belief in fate says must be out there. Somewhere. I am searching.
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omg i relate so hard to this. like every word. you explained it so beautifully <33
Thanks! <3
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